"Wu...Wu Xuechun?" The smile at the front desk suddenly froze.
Elliot looked at her, his sharp eyes clearing away the ambiguity he could pretend just now, and asked in a deep voice, "What?"
The receptionist seemed to be stung by his gaze and involuntarily looked away. Then he forced himself to stay calm and smiled at Elliot as if he had sugared it: "No, that's it. Our waiters here usually use English names." , you suddenly said your real name, I couldn't react...Wu Xuechun, Wu Xuechun seems to be 'Linda', right?
Even though Elliot was in the tiger's den at this time, after hearing these words, he couldn't help but sigh: "Your corporate culture is really foreign."
The receptionist's eyes flickered, and he pushed the photo book into Elliot's hand: "Sir, Linda is not feeling well today. Do you want to see someone else? Or have you known her before?"
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